After spending some time up at the school with Phale and the kids in detention, Wilson had headed home for a nap. Rolling out of bed an hour before his shift, he showered and ate a light lunch to hold him over till Phale brought dinner down later in the evening, then packed up his briefcase and headed down to the clinic
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Waggling a finger at the vampire, Wilson stuck up for his ties. "I had some very nice silk ties, they were French."
Harumph.
"And I got picked up by the angelic taxi service and dropped in the duck pond." Pause. "Ruined a perfectly good tie, too."
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Wilson gave them both a sniffy look, belied by the warm twinkle in his dark eyes and he turned to pour out cups of tea for all three of them, listening curiously to Angel's question.
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"Yes, Mondays we study theory and history, and Fridays there's a lab on divination techniques. I'm actually surprised by the number of students here who exhibit an actual talent."
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He frowned worriedly and glanced over at Wilson, hoping for a little guidance on the issue.
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"Destinies seem to breed here in Fandom." Wilson said with a rueful smile.
"But, you're talking about LA, Angel?"
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Yes, Angel did skip right past any of his own destinies or concerns to be had therein. He was Angel. He did that.
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Instead, he pursed his lips thoughtfully and suggested.
"IMs?"
Hey, technically, it wasn't talking.
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"Eye-ems, love?" he murmured, looking confused. Then he added, to Angel, "That's one of the things we'll be talking about in class, and something I think quite a few of the students are struggling with. The idea of knowing something is supposed to happen, and whether or not there's anything you can do to change it."
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